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[/bg][size=+4]Ryan[/size][size=+1]
"Think nothing of it. As your escort it is my duty to guarantee your safety." He answered her in fact. Their horse continued forward, stepping on the ashes of the monsters that now littered the pass. Continuing on in silence, Ryan would occasionally glance over his shoulder at Solina, watching her as she looked this way, and that at the various dunes, and ancient relics that littered the desert. He wondered exactly who she was, and why she was taking this venture, but as an escort, it wasn't his right to pry. Though he was still curious to a degree. "M'lady, if I may ask. Why do you wish to visit the Temple of Olhn? Not many these days have an intrigue for ancient religion."
The Sun had begun to tuck itself under the horizon, and a noticeable drop in the temperature began to be felt. Having been near the hundreds during their ride, it felt as though it was nearly fifty degrees. The desert was certainly a strange place for weather. "Ah... yes we should camp here, before the frost sets in." Dismounting their horse, he offered his hand up to her, to help her to the ground should she decide to accept his assistance. Once they were both dismounted, he would begin to pitch their tent, and stake it down, should the winds pick up.
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[/dash]"Think nothing of it. As your escort it is my duty to guarantee your safety." He answered her in fact. Their horse continued forward, stepping on the ashes of the monsters that now littered the pass. Continuing on in silence, Ryan would occasionally glance over his shoulder at Solina, watching her as she looked this way, and that at the various dunes, and ancient relics that littered the desert. He wondered exactly who she was, and why she was taking this venture, but as an escort, it wasn't his right to pry. Though he was still curious to a degree. "M'lady, if I may ask. Why do you wish to visit the Temple of Olhn? Not many these days have an intrigue for ancient religion."
The Sun had begun to tuck itself under the horizon, and a noticeable drop in the temperature began to be felt. Having been near the hundreds during their ride, it felt as though it was nearly fifty degrees. The desert was certainly a strange place for weather. "Ah... yes we should camp here, before the frost sets in." Dismounting their horse, he offered his hand up to her, to help her to the ground should she decide to accept his assistance. Once they were both dismounted, he would begin to pitch their tent, and stake it down, should the winds pick up.
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